what you LOVED about your ex

[charmingdimples]

This is ex-boyfriend from college. What I loved about him was he was a goood kisser. Umm He would pulll me close against his body by grabbing my ass. He work his hadn between us and squeeze my tits. Oh gawd! He was hot!

 

[OLDERNWISER]

.....

 

[EmpressFi]

what did I love about my ex? Nothing.

That's why he's my ex

 

[Bandit58]

what did I love about my ex? Nothing.

That's why he's my ex

Ditto. I did try to think of something I loved about him but all I could come up with was the two wonderful kids I got out of the marriage.

 

[EmpressFi]

Ditto. I did try to think of something I loved about him but all I could come up with was the two wonderful kids I got out of the marriage.

yeah.. I tried to think about it.. I married him because I didnt think anyone else would ever ask me.. the only "good' thing that came from it is my cat, Fred.

 

[Homburg]

yeah.. I tried to think about it.. I married him because I didnt think anyone else would ever ask me.. the only "good' thing that came from it is my cat, Fred.

After the way you've described him, Fred sounds like a pretty darned good cat.

 

[EmpressFi]

After the way you've described him, Fred sounds like a pretty darned good cat.

*smiles*

He's the best cat in the world.

 

[misty82]

My ex was a genuinely nice guy and he was 'good enough' for me. Until I realized that 'good enough' just isn't good enough.

 

[naxalite0906]

It is, isn't it?

I love how many hostile PMs and messages I've gotten in the past on this site and others, critisising my about my choice of being a stay at home mom or housewife.

"What about feminism, what about the sexual revolution?"

If it was truly a revolution to them, then I should be able to freely CHOOSE what career path I take, even being a housewife and mom, without being looked down on by the 9 to 5ers for what I love to do.

I don't have to get paid a salary by The Man to know my job's an important one. This house ain't gonna clean itself.

You are right. It IS your choice, and that is all that matters. At the end of the day as long as both you and your partner are happy with the situation, then there should never be a problem. If you continue to make eachother happy then it would seem that you have made the correct choice Personally I think people should do what they want. The person I am with can work or stay at home, but it would all depend on the circumstances and how comfortable with everything we would be. You seem to have it all sorted in that sense, so your job is equally as important as anyone else.

(end hijack).

 

[misty82]

Uh oh. Ok, so I took too long to find some kinky videos for my lover. As a punishment I have to come to EVERY thread I've posted in and beg you all to visit our thread.

We'd love to read your comments and if any of you have any ideas to suggest to him for future dares / punishments for me, please send them to him!

I should have known better than to earn a punishment from him.

http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=637611

 

[gloriann]

My ex was a genuinely nice guy and he was 'good enough' for me. Until I realized that 'good enough' just isn't good enough.

Amen to that

 

[MisterSir]

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[working_girl]

The blowjobs.

That's about it.

I thought you were an asshole until I read your comment on the 'what did you hate' thread. I suppose quality head is better than nothing.

 

[MisterSir]

I suppose quality head is better than nothing.

Truer words are not spoken often, thank you.

 

[belladomina]

The sex and the way he was always on the brink of starvation.

(1:54:12 PM) Cal: Haha, I don't do abandonment. Just teasing.
(1:54:45 PM) Dru: Well, I'm not teasing. Go. You get no love.
(1:56:05 PM) Cal: *grins* Nuh uh. If you try it, I'll have to sit here and type filth at you, that will make your pussy drool. That will make you come, over and over again, without you being able to do anything back. Because I get no love.
(1:57:59 PM) Cal: How are you at flying tackles?
(2:01:42 PM) Cal: I'd like that, for you to tackle me from behind. Then we could wrestle on the ground, until I flipped you over and mounted you. I imagine you'd be working your body against mine, rubbing my cock in any way you could, spreading your legs out wide like a whore. Working me into a frenzy, until I couldn't take it any more, and I clasped my hand around your throat, squeezing until you could see those little purple flecks at the edge of your vision.
(2:03:57 PM) Cal: You'd squeak and gasp as well as you were able, but my grip would be tight. One arm hooked under your leg, you could feel my prick against your dripping cunt. But I slide my cockhead lower, to your ass. You try to push against me, but I move with it. Feeling that your slutty cuntjuice has already made your asshole slick, I'd reach down to wipe it dry. And then I'd growl out, "I want you to bleed for me, bitch," as I shoved my cock up your dry asshole.
(2:06:01 PM) Cal: It wouldn't be slow, and gentle -- no, I'd cram it in rough and fast, and you could feel yourself ripping. You want to scream out, but you can't... my grip on your throat is too tight. I curl my fingers in, to where you can actually feel them circling around your windpipe, and I use that like a handle, pulling you down to meet my thrusts as I rape your ass. The carpet biting into your back as I put my weight down into you, and you can already tell that once again, you're going to have rugburn.
(2:07:55 PM) Cal: You'd be struggling against me with your hands. Scratching, pushing, trying to wriggle free. But my grip is too tight, and you can already feel your limbs starting to go weak. That tingly feeling that comes before unconsciousness, coursing through your arms and legs. All the while my cock invading your asshole, pounding it mercilessly, your leg cocked up at a painful angle even as flexible as you are.
(2:11:26 PM) Cal: Leaning down, just as the flecks at the edge of your vision start to creep inward, I would whisper into your ear, "Come, whore. Come for me, you filty piece of fuckmeat. Show me what a tramp you are." And then... you would. You couldn't help it. Shocked into full consciousness -- and maybe I let my grip up just a little, too? You body convulses, your throat gripped tight in my hand as I start slamfucking your ass. Your own orgasm makes your ass clench and unclench in a rhythm, and it draws the come right out of me, too. You can feel me, emptying my prick into your torn, bleeding ass as your body betrays you.
(2:14:41 PM) Cal: Then, when it's over, the darkness slips in and you fall unconscious. Only to wake up a few moments later, with my cock at your lips and my hand in your hair, propping you up. "Lick it, bitch. Lick the taste of your bloody ass off my fucking prick." Still weak, your hands shaking, you'd open your mouth for me as I slid my cock past your lips. You'd hear me moan as you suckled at it like a kid with a lollipop. You can taste yourself on me... your blood, your ass, and my slick come. My fingers digging into your scalp as I grip your hair tightly.
(2:17:33 PM) Cal: Before you even sucked me to complete hardness again, I'd slide my cock into your throat, and tell you to swallow. To get me hard before you passed out again. And you would... choking and sputtering, you'd swallow my cock, sucking in my balls too. Weakly reaching up to toy with my ass, as you felt me become fully stiff inside of you again. And then, I'd smile down to you. "Good slut. You're such a wonderful cocksucking bitch, you know that?"
(2:20:17 PM) Cal: Then as you started to get your strength back, bobbing on my rod, you would feel my cock twitch. At first you think I'm about to come already... but then realization hits you and your eyes go wide as you feel the warm, bitter liquid searing your throat, filling your mouth. You sputter again, and I smack your tit, hard. "Drink it, pissbucket. Drink every last fucking drop." And you'd look up at me with that needy expression, and start swallowing. Hollowing out your cheeks and drinking it from the tip like it was a giant straw. Even licking the piss slit with your tongue, splashing it all around in your mouth as you do.
(2:23:47 PM) Cal: And then when I was done pissing, I'd pull my cock out of your hungry mouth, and force your face to the floor. "You missed some. Lick it the fuck up." Not even waiting for you to comply, I'd mash your face against the floor, on your hands and knees, as my other hand reached behind you. Four fingers sliding into your cunt as you lick up the piss from the floor. Moans escaping your mouth along with the wet slurping. And you'd come, just like that, as you were licking up my piss. But I wouldn't stop. Just as your cunt was clenching from the orgasm, I'd tuck my thumb in and drive my fist into you.
(2:26:16 PM) Cal: Your face mashed into the ground, your ass up high as I fistfucked your cunt, you could swear that you feel your spine breaking as I come at you from both ends, bending you. Punchfucking you down into the ground. My fist withdraws, leaving you gaping, and you wonder what's next... but then I slam it inside you again, your sloppy cunt belching air wetly as I cram my hand into your cunt and twist it from left to right.
(2:28:34 PM) Cal: And I know you'd come again, from that. The smell of bitter piss strong in your nose as I folded you like a pretzel, abusing your body, stretching you and bending you in ways you thought you could never bend. Pain searing through your tendons, your lungs compressed so that you can barely gasp in air, tears falling from the corners of your eyes as you cry out in agony.
(2:31:47 PM) Cal: And then when you'd come until I was satisfied, I'd start dragging you back to the bed, one hand pulling you by the hair, the other still buried in your sopping box, dragging you by your cunt. Pure evil in your eyes, but writhe, punch, kick, and scratch as you might, I don't let go. You can feel the layers of skin being peeled off your side by the carpet as I drag you, stinging already. Then I move to lift you up, just like that... but my fist slips free from your cunt and you fall a few inches back to the floor, exhaling sharply.
(2:35:09 PM) Cal: So then I just drag you up by your hair, as your feet scramble to find purchase on the ground. Your hand comes up, and you scratch me across the cheek, drawing 2 lines of blood. I grin back at you, and you scratch me again, on the other side. "Naughty little pussy... might have to declaw you." Then as swift as a snake, you feel my fist impacting with your diaphragm, knocking the air from you and making you retch. You cough, getting your breath back even as you lash out wildly, scratching at my shoulders, my ribs.
(2:35:53 PM) Cal: ...all right, you win.
(2:37:00 PM) Cal: Let me know when I'm no longer being starved.
(2:37:51 PM) Dru: I'm here.
(2:38:16 PM) Cal: You're such a bitch.
(2:39:13 PM) Cal: I was hoping you wouldn't actually do it.
(2:40:35 PM) Cal: I've never actually managed to do that to you.
(2:41:14 PM) Dru: Sure you did.
(2:41:35 PM) Cal: I never ignored you.
(2:44:48 PM) Cal: I felt so terribly lonely.
(2:45:16 PM) Cal: 40 minutes, that was. Seemed like months.
(2:45:26 PM) Dru: Was it 40 minutes?
(2:45:31 PM) Cal: Mmhmm
(2:45:39 PM) Dru: My god, it passed like ten.
(2:45:57 PM) Cal: Haha, ouch.
(2:46:40 PM) Dru:
(2:47:14 PM) Cal: Well I suppose you had all your suitors to keep you entertained. As hollow as they might be, in comparison.
(2:47:47 PM) Dru: You are so fucking cute.
(2:48:08 PM) Cal: You can dress me up in a boyscout uniform and fuck me, if you want.
(2:48:43 PM) Cal: We'll see how good of a kid's voice I can do.
(2:50:24 PM) Cal: What else are you doing, anyway?
(2:50:48 PM) Dru: Nothing, really.
(2:51:00 PM) Cal: Why so quiet/short?
(2:51:25 PM) Dru: You miss me, Cal?
(2:51:30 PM) Cal: Yes, terribly.

It's the heat, the need we all crave.

 

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[ninser]

His laugh and his smile

 

[gecko_toe]

I loved how much he desired me when we were in bed together. He used to make me feel like the hottest, sexiest bitch in the entire world.

I miss that. I don't miss him.

 

[drinkmeup83]

• He used to sing to me all the time.
• I loved how big and strong he was and how easily he handled me =)
• He always smelled so freakin good.
• I loved how he was an engineer and so completely different than me.
• Sex was awesome and probably why we lasted as long as we did.
• I loved that he thought sex was something to share with someone you love and not to be treated lightly.
• I loved how he was so serious but would do something completely goofy and out of character to make me laugh.
• He was my hero and always came running to my rescue when I needed him.
• I loved how tender he could be with me.
• He had never been around kids but he was so good with them. I loved watching him get down on the floor and let them climb all over him.

 

[VelvetMistress]

my 2nd M

I miss that when he called me his princess he meant it with every inch of his being. That when he said he would do anything thing in the world for me, he really meant it. I miss that he was never once selfish and had my needs foremost in his mind for every minute of the two and a half years we shared.

 

[curvacious]

--the dream life we had created in our heads. his kisses. being loved by him. his red hair brown eyes and sexy smile

--letting me use him for sex to feel something/anything after a huge enormously huge emotional crushing life event (was a previous ex and we weren't really together at this time)

--introducing me to anal sex

--his passion for music and the yummy chicken noodley dinner he could make

 

[girlofurdreams]

no regrets...

i've had long-term relationships since i was 16... and practically gone from one straight into the next.
i have no regrets about any of them, and have learned lessons and gained strength from all... below is a brief thank you to each of them

A ~ was so fun loving and such a chilled guy, nothing ever dampened his spirits.
i want to thank him for telling me last year the real reason he broke up with me... it really meant a lot, and i'm glad you found me again

K ~ such a competitive guy! was always up and about doing things...
i want to thank him for introducing me to so many new sports, card games etc and for never being a sore loser when i won

N ~ from a beautiful family and just an all-round likable guy despite the drugs.
i want to thank him for teaching me how to talk to strangers.. and how to
really open up to other people, you influenced me more than most people i've met and i'll never forget that

L ~ such a quiet and nervous girl when sober, but a crazy party animal after a few vodkas!!!
i want to thank her for so many fun nights

 

[backyardbabe]

his cock I loved how it went passed his belly button when it got hard and how it was straight and not crooked. all we did was argue unless we were fucking thats why hes my ex

 

[lil_slave_rose]

honestly? everything. the way He made me feel so safe. the way He could wrap His arms around me and in that moment i felt whole. how much we had in common. His smile, His laugh, His commitment and love for me like i said.....EVERYTHING.

 

[justjon]

Her unnerving ability to be ready to be fucked whenever and wherever we wanted.
Watching her follow my orders to go across the room and offer herself to my best friend in front of a room full of people.
Her red hair!..must have been her that made me develop this adoration for redheads
What else did i love about her?...the fact that she just got so much hornier whenever she was on her period (red wings anyone?)...Loved it.
Loved her...shame we didn't last but i couldn't have married her, and i'm more than happy with the woman i ended up with